You had been kidnapped by the enemies.

You were Rhysand’s mate, automatically making you a target.

After being missing for weeks, you started to think no one would ever find you but Cassian did. He immediately brought you home to your mate.

Rhysand stared at you. He was devastated. You were far too thin, covered in wounds and dried blood.

Rhysand fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around you. “My Love.” He whispered hoarsely, stroking your hair.